it all started with a tumblr post.
or
when a raven haired princess and a serpent prince start exchanging emails without knowing who they are talking to.
inspired by simon vs. the homo sapiens agenda, though it's not the same storyline.
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Listen to Pearly-dewdrops' Drops by Cocteau Twins while reading this.
V E R O N I C A ' S P O V
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I kept refreshing my laptop over and over again. No email. Well actually a lot of emails about discounts and a bunch of others I didn't care about, but none were the one I wished for them to be.
I bit my lower lip as I read for the thousandth time the email I had sent an hour ago. "And to answer your question, I don't know. We are what we want to be, there is just know what we want. I love you Jughead. I told you before and I didn't lie. So what do you want Jughead Jones? It's up to you." I regretted it. Not the night before... saying I love you. What if he didn't feel the same? Our whole friendship would be ruined. By then I already wanted to punch myself, because I had made myself to be the most uncertain person in history of everything, well, he did. And I let him.
Lone Wolf: Look outside.
I furrowed my eyebrows and jumped out of bed to reach the window. I scoffed as I saw Jughead standing under the rain in front of the building.
I ran outside as fast as I could. I didn't think much. It was him. Standing in front of my steps under the pouring rain like in the ending of a cliché romantic comedy. That's why I found myself stepping outside without shoes on.
"What are you doing here?" I yelled. I was up the the steps, not minding the fact that water was ruining my hundred dollar dress.
"You asked me a question today." He said as he walked closer to the last step. "I want you, Veronica Lodge." And with those words he had me. I rushed down the few steps and jumped into his arms. He twirled me around, making me feel like we were the center of the world at this instant. When he put me down, everything around him was still spinning, but he wasn't. He was standing still in front of me with a dumb smile glued on his face, holding me as if I was the last he could hold on to. So I kissed him. And it was this moment were everything else was spinning, but we were still in the center of the universe, and the rain may have been pouring on us, but we didn't feel it out of the thousand things we felt.
